Oh my oh my oh my. Before I announce the contest winners I want to first say how hurtful some of your comments were. To those of you who guessed that it was I who threw up on the floor, all I can say is how could you even think that let alone put such thoughts into writing? I'm crushed. Devastated. I'll be in therapy for years now. Oh woe is me!

As you all know, in addition to being beautiful, I am a purrfect and proper lady. A proper lady such as myself would NEVER hurl! NEVER! SHAME ON ALL OF YOU WHO SAID IT WAS ME!

Oh my.
*giggles*

Lets get on to the winners, shall we?

I am pleased to announce that it was my stinky bro, KOVO, who was the first to throw up on the new floor. It was not a simple hairball. No, it was a deluxe gooey mess of what was once his breakfast. He was a little piggy, ate too fast and subsequently anointed the new floor. Mwahaahaa!!!

So the following oh so clever kitties each wins TWO zealies. (Good luck collecting.)
*giggles*

I wish to announce that I am having a contest. The first THREE kitties who can guess which one of us was the first to throw up on the new kitchen floor will win TWO zealies each. Yes. That's correct. TWO zealies!!!
A ginormous giveaway on my part of SIX whole zealies to the lucky winners.

Only one entry per family. Enter your guesses in the comments section of this diary entry. Contest closes at midnight EDT tomorrow (Monday).

Oh my oh my oh my. Mother gave us some wonderful news this evening. She told us that there won't be any more workmen here until next Wed. EEeeeeeeeeee!!!! It's gonna be like being on vacation!

Work in the kitchen has come to a standstill. Mother says she's waiting for the counter top. Once that comes next Wed. then the rest of the work can be completed. OMC!!! I'm so tired of being locked up every day.

It's been as hot as can be here this week. Humidex in the 40C range. Thank heavens for air conditioning. OMC!!!

Oh my oh my oh my. The workmen were supposed to come this morning at 8 o'clock to install our new cabinets. They showed up at 7 instead. OMC!! Luckily mother got up early this morning but she had to rush to shove us in our prison rooms. Since she didn't have time to get us our normal breakfasts we all ended up getting dry food. I want my CANNED, mother!

Kovo got himself into BIG trouble last night and was GROUNDED for being a NAUGHTY boy. The cabinets were delivered yesterday and they were left scattered around on the kitchen floor. Mother didn't want us in there jumping on them and maybe scratching them so she put up the cardboard walls again to keep us out. Sullivan and I were fine with that but that little brat, Kovo, was bound and determined to get in the kitchen. He pushed and he shoved and he batted until he breached one of the walls and then he ran and hid in the maze of cabinets. Mother finally found him and chased him out. She declared him a little BRAT, picked him up, gave him a head smoochie and then shut him in his room. He had to stay there all night. Mwahaahaa!!!

Oh my oh my oh my. I'd like to begin by thanking all the kitties who commented on my last diary entry and offered ways to help me escape my basement prison. Well, I didn't get sent to prison today. None of us did. We had to stay in our respective rooms upstairs while the floor prep took place but no basement for us!

Mother wimped out last night and decided she didn't really want to stick us in the basement. Instead she devised a couple of barricades to keep us off the kitchen floor. Floor? Right now it looks like a sidewalk in there...

She got a bunch of big boxes to pack up the kitchen and had a few left over. They're big and they're flattened so they're perfect for blocking the entrances to the kitchen. So far they're working. We act like they're just regular walls and ignore them. None of us has tried to break through.

Wait until you're asleep tonight, mother. Mwahaahaa!!!

It was pawsome not being banished to the basement but do you know what the BEST part of today was? Can you guess? I got my Wellness Chicken & Herring for breakfast anyway! AND tonight mother brought home Swiss Chalet chicken for her dinner and let me have some. OMC!!! It is soooo de-lish! Yummy yum yum!

Oh my oh my oh my. Mother says all three of us will have to stay in the basement all day and night tomorrow and Wednesday. Maybe even Thursday! OMC!!!

Tomorrow the tile guy is gonna be here putting cement on the kitchen floor. It needs a day to dry and we are NOT ALLOWED to be anywhere near it during that time. He's gonna lay the tile on Wednesday and grout on Thursday. The only way to keep us off the floor is to keep us cats PRISONER in the basement. *SHOCK* *GASP*

Mother has some grand plan to trick me into going into the basement rec room tomorrow morning. She's gonna lure me in with a bowl of Wellness Chicken and Herring and then shut the door. OMC! I won't fall for that. I'm way too smart. Um, maybe I'll go in and have a quick taste .. before .. she .. can .. shut ..the ..door ... OMC! I can't resist my Wellness!!! She's gonna trap me for sure!!! OMC!!!

Sullivan and Kovo will go anywhere the food bowls go so mother thinks it will be fairly easy to lure them into the PRISON room. Those poor boys just don't have my brain power.

Oh my oh my oh my. I was a DDP today along with my bestest bestie, *Boogers*! That was so pawsome! Thanks HQ!

BIG THANKS also to:

Brave Black Cat Zack, for the beautiful red rose
My Bestest Bestie Boogers, for the heart *SMOOCH* *giggles*
Angel Buddie and the gang, for the pmail
Smiley Cassanova, for the pmail
Big Harry, for the pmail and pretty DDP pic on behalf of the Olde Furts Group

Kovo's been bragging that he's oh so brave. Says that today he didn't hide anywhere. He just stretched out on the floor in the room mother put him in and napped while the kitchen work was going on.

Well, let me tell you the real scoop, kitties. Brave indeed! Today there was only ONE workman here to do the drywall stuff. Unlike earlier, there weren't three guys making a racket. There was no radio blaring and there was no guy doing a karaoke routine with the music, including throwing into a loud faux falsetto when he sang a song's refrain. OMC!!! Is that legal??
So, my dear little bro, I scoff when you claim to be brave.

For my part, I continued the quest to find dust bunnies under mother's dresser. Mother remarked how diligent I've been this week. Oh my. Recognition is so good for one's self esteem. I'm so full of esteem. Oh my yes!

Today was D-Day. Three strange men invaded our house and ripped out our kitchen, right down to the bare floor and wall studs. OMC it was SO noisy and dusty! Chicken Littles, aka, Sullivan and Kovo, spent the entire day wedged in their hidey spots. I was so embarrassed for them.

I, of course, was just as brave as could be. Rather than sleep away the day as would be my normal routine, I decided to help mother with the house work. I volunteered to do a thorough inspection for dust bunnies under her dresser. I was so committed to and meticulous in my task that I spent the whole day there. However, I was unable to find one dust bunny.